The Rebellious Lady Fallon: Historical Fiction

Lady Fallon Brightmore secretly thought the Earl of Hampton, Braeden Kerrich, rather dashing. But at their first encounter, it was to her elder, fair sister that he smiled with the attraction a gentleman has for a lady. Lady Fallon felt crushed an...

Chapter 16

She was going to see him again tonight. Fallon could hardly contain her exuberance. She had seen a lot of him in the recent weeks, had delightfully danced in his arms at Almack’s. They had met at garden parties, a social here or a soiree there, always there eyes searching for the other. Breathlessly, Fallon would offer him a coquettish smile. Braeden’s eyes would languidly rake over her, before he would amble over to where she stood. She would whisper her delight at seeing him. He would murmur sweet nothings for her ears only and nobody was wiser about the raging inferno of lust between them, nobody except Louis.

‘Did you get it Louis?’ She asked her maid expectantly.

Louis nodded with a smile. ‘I hope you will like it my lady. The only colour the modiste had was black.’

‘”Black?”’ Fallon was disappointed. ‘Will it suit? __ I do not believe it will.’